The boss always wants to form a CP

"Oh."

Lu Yanyan responded, then pushed his head away, turned his head and waved to Guan Zhiyi, and shouted, "Hurry up, let's continue."

Guan Zhaojian didn't speak, just blinked his eyes in confusion, and sat upright without any emotion on his face.

Guan Zhiyi was stunned, he knew that his third brother didn't drink alcohol, so he must be drunk with his appearance.

Seeing the woman's indifferent attitude, he immediately raised his voice and said, "He's drunk!"

Lu Yanyan didn't take it seriously, "No, isn't it good?"

Guan Zhiyi finally figured out why his brother had been stuck all of a sudden for so many years. Fortunately, he thought this woman was a soft little white rabbit when he saw her cute appearance, but he didn't expect her heart to be so cruel.

"But he said he was dizzy!"

Lu Yanyan didn't care, "You'll get dizzy after drinking."

Guan Zhiyi was aggrieved on behalf of Guan Zhaojian, "Anyway, I won't play with you anymore, don't think I don't know, you're just jealous because third brother and Lu Wan went out late."

Hearing this, Guan Zhaojian, who was holding her, moved his head closer, his lips almost touching her cheek, and asked blankly, "Why are you jealous?"

Ok.

Lu Yanyan is now sure that he is indeed drunk. She remembers that he was drunk once before, and went to a class reunion.

He rarely saw him drinking, and his symptoms after drinking were quite different from ordinary people.

At that time, he thought he would settle accounts with her, but because he was drunk, he saved the day.

"I'm not jealous." Lu Yanyan denied, a smile suddenly appeared on her face, and she asked very gently, "What did you say to Lu Wanwan just now?"

Guan Zhaojian pointed the corner of his lips with his finger, "I'll tell you with a kiss."

The corner of Guan Zhiyi's mouth twitched: "..."

I finally know why the two of them have been entangled for so many years, and they really aren't good characters.

Lu Yanyan also didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he was curious, and regardless of Han Yuzhou and Guan Zhiyi who were sitting at the side, he leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips generously.

"Can you say it?"

Guan Zhaojian smiled in satisfaction, then frowned, and said sincerely, "I forgot."

When Lu Yanyan heard his words, he almost didn't get angry, "You!"

Han Yuzhou watched enough of the show, put his phone aside after sending the message, got up and said, "Hurry up and take him out, as if he was mentally retarded."

After saying that, he went out, Guan Zhiyi saw that he was going to leave, and hurriedly shouted, "Where are you going?"

Han Yuzhou smiled a little, "My daughter-in-law called me to go home and take care of her."

Guan Zhiyi: "?"

Are you sure you're here to clean him up today?Why did he only feel a lot of dog food being slapped on his face?

Guan Zhaojian still looked at her indifferently, and asked suspiciously, "When shall we go home?"

Only then did Lu Yanyan start to pay attention to his words.

Is a villa a home?
Is there her home?
Lu Yanyan looked at him like this, an idea that had been planned and imagined thousands of times in his mind suddenly settled boldly.

"Now," she said, "I'll take you home now."

It's still hot down there, and people come and go every day in the night, and if you look around, you can see men hugging scantily clad women and leaving, and there are also eclectic scenes of involuntary sex in the corridor, but everything here is your love and my wish , everyone is not surprised.

Guan Zhaojian had a dedicated passage to leave, so as not to get mixed up with the demoralized crowd.

When I took the elevator, I saw Lu Wanwan standing at the door of the elevator, in a waiting posture.

As for what to wait for, the only thing that can be waited here is Guan Zhaojian.

Lu Yanyan paused subconsciously, and Guan Zhaojian naturally stopped.

He was still holding her hand, lowering his eyes and asking in a low voice, "Are you cold? Why are your hands so cold?"

As he spoke, he pulled her hand to his lips and kissed it gently.

Lu Wanwan, who was standing by the side, clenched her hands tightly into fists. She took a deep breath and walked towards them with a smile on her face, "Zhao Jian."

Lu Yanyan didn't like being too intimate with Guan Zhaojian in front of Lu Wanwan, and wanted to take back his hand, but he held him so tightly that he couldn't struggle at all.

Guan Zhaojian didn't seem to hear it, but looked at Lu Yanyan ignoring him, feeling annoyed in his heart, turned her head away, and asked stubbornly, "Is it cold?"

Lu Yanyan couldn't understand his emotions, not to mention that he was still drunk at the moment, she just knew that he would be easier to talk in such a situation.

She shook her head, "It's not cold."

Then he looked aside at Lu Wanwan, whose expression was extremely ugly.

How could Lu Wanwan endure such neglect from Guan Zhaojian? She stared at the two of them with wide eyes, her voice choked up as she spoke, "Did you ask me to wait just to let me see this scene?"

Lu Yanyan really didn't want to quarrel with Lu Wanwan, she was afraid that she would disrupt her plan, "He..."

"you shut up."

Lu Wanwan didn't give her a chance to finish her sentence, she looked at Guan Zhaojian stubbornly, her eyes were already red, "Are you really in love with her?"

Guan Zhaojian just looked at her indifferently from the beginning to the end, frowning slightly, completely out of the situation, "You are very noisy."

Lu Wanwan's tears fell patter, "If you don't want me anymore, you can tell me directly, why bother embarrassing me."

Lu Yanyan frowned, not understanding how this woman could make up her mind so much, "He's drunk."

Lu Wanwan was taken aback for a moment, she didn't seem to have thought of this situation, she hurriedly suppressed her tears, she reached out to ask the officer to tell her, "I'll send you back to take care of you, okay?"

Just as Lu Yanyan was about to speak, who knew that Guan Zhaojian had already put his arms around her and took a step back, avoiding Lu Wanwan's movements.

His voice was very low. I don't know if it was Lu Yanyan's illusion, but he even heard an imperceptible grievance in it, "If you hold me, she won't let me hug her in the future."

Lu Wanwan's hands froze in mid-air. She has always been the only woman who can be close to Guan Zhao. Now, because of such a sentence, her heart shook violently.

It was her negligence. He said he would wait for her, but what he waited for was that he couldn't do without Lu Yanyan more and more.

Lu Yanyan also didn't expect him to say that, looking at Lu Wan who was already raining pear blossoms in front of him, he said, "He's drunk and his mind is not clear, don't mind."

Lu Wanwan smiled, and Lu Yanyan's consolation seemed to her to be a great irony, "Lu Yanyan, I really underestimated you, you said let me help you, let me wait, why is this what you said I haven't seen you for so many years, and I really admire you more and more. What you said to me is completely false, and you never thought of it..."

Lu Yanyan was startled, and hurriedly scolded, "Lu Wanwan!"

Seeing her flustered appearance, Lu Wanwan seemed to have caught her weakness, and said amusedly, "Are you afraid that he will know? I know that what you said is different from what you did, and you clearly said..."

"Miss Lu."

Wu Liu rushed over and interrupted her.

Only then did Lu Yanyan's heart relax. She raised her head to look at Guan Zhaojian, only to realize that his eyes were on her from the beginning to the end, and those beautiful eyes seemed to be like the water of an autumn lake. It was calm and peaceful.

Looking at each other, Lu Yanyan smiled at him with bent lips.

Seeing her smile, Guan Zhaojian opened his mouth and asked in a low voice, "When will you take me home?"

Lu Wanwan wanted to speak again, but Wu Liu was already the first to say, "Miss Lu, this is for you from the young master. I asked you to wait here because I have a gift for you."

Wu Liu thought that Lu Wanwan was going to make trouble against Lu Wanwan. It's not that he didn't like Lu Wanwan, it's just that he was too serious.

And Lu Yanyan also saved him, and he had been on Guan Zhaojian's side all the time, so it was obvious that Lu Yanyan was a favorite of the boss.

Don't they all talk about drinking and having sex?

This is a good opportunity, how could he let Lu Wanwan bother him.

Lu Wanwan asked suspiciously, "A gift?"

"Yes." Wu Liu took out a beautifully packaged blue brocade box from his pocket, handed it to Lu Wanwan and said, "Boss knows you like rings, so I asked me to bring them here for you."

The box was square and small, and Lu Yanyan probably knew what was inside, and had thought about it a long time ago, but at this moment, his heart still subconsciously tightened up slightly.

She tried her best to keep her tone flat, without hearing anything abnormal, "It's normal for him to be drunk and unconscious, and you've seen it too. The person he likes has always been you. I'll take him away first. What do you have?" You can talk to him when he wakes up tomorrow."

Lu Wanwan took the box out of Wu Liu's hand, but didn't open it, but held it tightly, and her heart had already set off a huge wave.

Lu Yanyan led Guan Zhaojian to leave.

She looked tired, and he couldn't help pinching her face gently, probably because he was drunk, and he said more cautiously than usual, "Are you tired?"

Lu Yanyan shook his head and forced a smile at him, "No."

It's just that I feel very tired in my heart, and I don't want that ring. Maybe the ring itself has a different meaning, so after seeing him give it to Lu Wanwan, I feel that my inner struggle for so many days is particularly ridiculous.

He has never changed, even if he likes it, it is only because people have a morbid desire to possess what they once owned but lost again.

He suddenly said, "Parties are boring."

"what?"

Lu Yanyan looked at him and asked, somewhat confused.

He bowed his head and kissed the corner of her lips, "So I want to take you with me, and feel that everything will be more interesting with you."

So many years have passed like this, those days without her are like holding a script, he lives like this every day, like a walking dead, without sorrow, joy, or gain or loss.

Occasionally, when I feel that I am alive, it is when I think about her in the dark night and think that there is a kind of desire to tie her back to her side, hold her down, and take her fiercely.

When she returned to her side, the world seemed to change from black and white to color in an instant.